It is high time the field of psychiatry put aside some ill conceived notions about the mystery of God. Are you a psychiatrist? Do you specialize in the Religious? Do you have a patient convinced they have experienced a mystical experience?  This Tale of the Holy Spirit is designed for you, explaining simply and correctly about the main Life in the Spirit traditions, starting with the basics of Jewish Life in the Spirit. Other chapters expound various Christian and Islamic ways. Life in the Spirit is a mystical group telepathy experience. While of course there are specialist psychiatrists who do specialize in telepathy, and while the international medical encyclopedia explains that telepathy is an established medical phenomena, psychiatrists are still much in the dark as to how this works, how the brain adapts, or how to distinguish bona-fide telepathy from a delusion associated with a mental illness.


Tale of the Holy Spirit

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(or A Handbook for Psychiatrists about Mystical Traditions among Some Religions)

For adaptation to telepathy and other pertinent information, refer psychic web pages and find the sections on telepathy which also go through brain areas and how these can be affected during adaptation. Further, Life in the Spirit style of interactions of advanced telepathy is not always telepathy in a direct sense, sometimes a person can interact with what the psychic Science of Life defines as a "parallel universe", a pseudo-consciousness in its own right. The psychics defined as natural telepaths usually use a "dimension", an energy formation and a living consciousness, that makes their interactions possible. One thing this dimension does is to create, sometimes, mental images of the characters interacting - often cute and clever and delightful and appealing images, kind of cartoon-like, sometimes closer to ordinary life but ideal.

The importance why psychiatrists ought to understand such things: a new person who begins being "lifted into the spirit" at first interacts with an existing Life in the Spirit group at the subconscious level. This means a person may feel the presence of God very strongly, or feel a deep mystery, etc. - however, equally possible for brief periods are psychiatric or delusional type symptoms. It may take years for the conscious to work out what is taking place in the subconscious, to what sense signals it is attune to. The visual cortex is the main receptor of sense signals. Members of Life in the Spirit groups don't think what they do in terms of mental telepathy and this term is best avoided when there is no need. A "mystical" experience is an apt term, but Life in the Spirit is a better explanation. Note that Life in the Spirit is not just a Judeo-Christian tradition and mystery, Buddhism and even Hinduism has small equivalent of Life in the Spirit. You can receive a Microsoft Word document with the complete tale however you need to be a customer of ours and have purchased 5GL-Doctor. If you are, and are interested, let us know and we will email to you where to download the Microsoft Word document from. Note that this tale is put together while "in the spirit", and a small group of people who are psychiatrists or psychologists (in the spirit) are selecting which aspects to narrate - which means the main characters involved may not themselves know why a particular memory was chosen to be used as the basis for reconstructing events of the time.

However, the reader should understand clearly that to combine Life in the Spirit groups as the Holy Spirit in the Tales has done, requires some physical acts. Our Saint Eve is an example of a physical act vital to unite a number of Life in the Spirit groups under the one umbrella of the Holy Spirit. The Alzheimer's Scam report is another example. Both these physical acts are "terrifying" to most people, beyond their mental or psychological capacity to do. [Think about this: the Alzheimer's Scam report, widely known about by politicians too, is telling Australian politicians "come on, take us on! Your courts of law are shit, they have a tradition of selling court orders which enable legal scams and child sexual abuse, why don't you try to disprove this on national television? Why don't you try to persuade the World Health Organization which has our report too, using your bullshit you call legal language, that this is nonsense?" Now, think well, how many people in the world have the capacity to achieve something like this?] The deployment of psychic dimensional energy weapons as mentioned elsewhere is just as impossible to believe or understand as the other two physical acts. When you read this tale, do understand it is not myth - critical aspects of the tale involved actions on the physical plane that resulted in a unification and/or repair of some Life in the Spirit traditions and/or groups. You may also notice, as you read the tale, that it was Helen who was the first to awaken that Darth's, about whom she was not certain what to make for a long time, ability to execute things in ordinary life that repaired a Life in the Spirit group could only be described as extraordinary. In fact, outside the natural telepaths community, it was Helen who was the first to seriously consider if the psychics were not right, and this was the Holy Spirit.

link to foreword for psychiatrists, chapter 2 , chapter 3, chapter 4


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What you are about to read is a tale that spans three decades and is a "condensed truth".  Truth relative to a mystery known as Life in the Spirit, mainly a Judeo-Christian experience which in modern terms could be thought of as mental telepathy. A far more rewarding experience than telepathy per se. How is the tale true? This is complicated to explain clearly. Besides Life in the Spirit groups, the other main users of what can be called the "telepathic plane" is a community of psychics which we can know as "natural telepaths" for the purpose of this tale. Our Holy Spirit was born a Catholic in ordinary life, also the first-born into this psychic community (click for their web page). That is critical to understand because the telepaths have their own holy book known as the Third Testament, and according to this mystical book, the third male first-born among them shall be the Son of "the God", the Holy Spirit or Spirit of Truth in ancient jargon. Among the telepaths male-first borns are extremely rare. The telepaths count Moses and Jesus as their only previous male first-borns. Theirs is an absolute monarchy culture, with their first-born like a Goddess-Queen or God-King. A highly intelligent culture when using their "virtual worlds" in the imagination. During "in the spirit" interactions, or when using telepathy, the human brain can learn to visualize such imaginary "settings". Consequently, the community can form spectacular mental imagery in which they imagine themselves in a chosen image and can interact with one another. Word flows, while difficult, are possible during such interactions. However, let the tale itself fill you in on the details. [The bride in the picture represents a parallel universe - our Holy Spirit in these tales has one "wife in the spirit", his "eternal companion", but that is in fact a parallel universe formed from the life of many "holy women" of the past. Thus she, the parallel universe, this one a living consciousness not a pseudo-consciousness, is his wife. However, the only way the parallel universe can interact with the Holy Spirit while he is in the body of a man, is by blending with a number of suitable women. Thus Darth's main wives in the spirit are Helen, Lana, and Lisa-1. Each a part of the "wife" that is the consciousness of the parallel universe in this Life in the Spirit. In fact - I put this to you - the complexity of all this is such that in time psychiatry may need to evolve a specialty dealing solely with Life in the Spirit and the mystical or other experiences of the Religious (priests, sisters, reverends, rabbis, mullah's, etc.)] (Perhaps the other point to note is that while Darth is a natural telepath, their technique is not Life in the Spirit technique and he is as puzzled by Life in the Sprit when he first comes upon this, as anyone would be, and has to learn the technique just like any new person.)


"Do not throw your pearls before swine."
...Jesus Christ, the "Son of God" in the myths and legends of the Christian churches

"Best to avoid discussing psychoanalysis at the dinner table."
....Freud, founder of the science of psychoanalysis

Chapter 1 - In The Beginning was Truth

After a month of pondering on the significance of the myths and legends of the telepaths, Darth, our Holy Spirit, became tired and drowsy and into his mind a vast panoramic vision. In it he imagined himself as a high quality cartoon-like figure and he imagined flowing the words, "I AM THE LORD YOUR GOD". These came out as white letters in this vision.

Nothing happened. Darth recalled a passage in the New Testament, words attributed to Jesus, "when I return, will there be faith on Earth?" When Jesus was to return, or what that actually meant, this Darth did not know, but clearly there was no longer any true faith on Earth, because if there was, this call from the depths of his spirit would have brought into the spirit all those party to the mystery of Life in the Spirit.

Using a telepathic focus only the first-born of the telepaths is capable of, his awareness lifted higher and higher. As it did, images of galaxies and stars seemed to fly past and then his mind's eye was beyond the cosmos. Further and further, his brain could no longer recognize any sense signals and hence could not visualize anything, until he felt an intense light. He flowed his thought at this light, "ah...found you...I feel terrified...this awareness I have used...would have surely killed my human body many times over...but I pondered about and believed the myths and legends of my people...that makes me the Holy Spirit...not sure what that is exactly you know...not sure I am holy in the human sense either...probably not important in the spirit but I thought I would mention it....but you then are the "God of Gods"....tell me what is it that I am supposed to do?"

A presence, a sensation, a sensation of the divine, began to flow over his human body as he lay on his bed unable to sleep. A presence was now sensing his own brain, or rather the inner universe of his mind, and memories came not of his life but of the history of the world. Time passed, more and more the spirit was reconstructing the history of the world and then the spirit projected into his thoughts an image that originally came from his own memories, an image of the NAZI executioners, and with the image a faint divine flow, "destroy the NAZIs."

Darth's awareness began to lower. As it did, more and more mystical visions came at him, each such vision seemed to reconstruct his human body - at least that is how it felt, the body was awakening again from some deep mystical sleep. What did that mean? To destroy the NAZIs? They were long gone...or were they? Was it the single person the spirit meant, or was it referring to a state of mind, to a subconscious craving for control and domination of others? It would take much time before such matters became clear to our Holy Spirit.

That night he could not sleep. Neither the next night. The third night also but this time he had an idea. What he wanted was someone to communicate in the spirit with, someone to exchange ideas and wonder about mysteries of the spirit together. It occurred to our Holy Spirit that he was born to God, to the God of Gods, but he was not told anything at all! One instruction which he could not make much sense of. Sure, an abundance of divine and supernatural feelings and visions, but these were not instructive in any sense he knew. Then a memory of a woman at Central railway station. Darth as a man was 30 years old then and his spouse close to his age. They had two young children. He had just left his wife and children heading on a train into the outback where his wife's parent lived. Twice a year his wife would take the children and visit her parents for two weeks. After the train departed, his son and daughter waving to him behind a window of the moving train, Darth walked out of the station. A woman, a most attractive woman, caught his eye. She had a ladies business suit, red, with a brief skirt. Lovely legs, great figure, and longish blond hair. She seemed to be waiting. On the way home on a suburban train, Darth suddenly had a psychic insight, "she was a Jew? But a Jew with blond hair? Who knows, how do I know how a Jew looks like, not sure I ever met one."

Now, on the third night at this time, our Holy Spirit recalled that memory of that woman at that train station. As he did he began to focus on her - and to his surprise the unexpected took place! At first he did not understand this, but the memory became alive and he imagined himself at the station glancing at the very woman, and she now walking to him.

"Hello." She stood before him and said those words as clearly as if he was with her at the station. "Call me Helen for now."

"Ah." Darth scratched his head. "Ah...I might be going insane...I am talking to myself in my head....but...hello."

"No." She smiled, a lovely divine smile, and put her hand around his upper arm and they began to walk. "No, this is our mystery, our Way of Life. Have no fear, I will teach you. I have been party to our way of life since I was twelve. I know many Ways of Life in the Spirit."

Darth had tried to explain that he was not a Jew, if this is what she meant, but this thought could not get across to her. Instead he imagined being with her in the park and she now on a swing, swinging. The image very close to real life but ideal, extremely ideal, positively sensual and yet ever so natural. Her long legs looked ten times as sensual and "sexy" as she swung on that swing in the park.

Once more he tried to explain to her, by trying to form a thought in his head, that he was not a Jew but a Catholic. Once again this was blocked by some internal agent he did not understand. So he managed to form a thought and imagined saying it to her, "uhm...so how many of our people know how to do this? What are we doing exactly? This is like some kind of mental telepathy."

"I am your wife." The woman jumped off the swing and walked to him, gave him a kiss, and put her hand around his upper arm. "What is a wife? I can not tell you, you need to understand this mystery on your own time. How many of our people can do this? This type of interactions in the spirit? I have no idea. Not a great many I should think. Traditional mystery of our Way of Life works along group lines. There is a Way of Wisdom, a Way of Law, a Way of Love, and so on, so many of these. I become the wife of your faith. So what is your faith - in which Way of Life? Which Way of Life do you belong to? Do you know? Or is this your first experience in the spirit and you are still mystified by all this."

"I guess I belong to the Catholic Way of Life." Darth scratched his head and this thought slipped out.

The woman steps back, starred at him, then shook her head. "I don't believe you. That is impossible. Are you making this up?"

"What do you mean?" Darth used animated hand gestures. "If Jews have this mystery in the spirit, why wouldn't Catholics? Of course, I can't explain why I connected with a Jew and not a Catholic, but I guess in the spirit does it matter if a person is a Jew or Christian or Muslim or whatnot?"

"Hmm." The setting changed. Now Darth imagined himself walking with this woman along a street in Chatswood, Sydney. She was smiling and talking. "Maybe you are a Catholic. Catholics have no understanding of the spirit, that is what I have been led to believe. It does not matter that you are not a Jew. That is highly unusual, extremely so, but it does not matter because Jewish Life in the Spirit is a female dominant style of interactions. In the way I understand this mystery, by the will of God you become my husband and I become your wife."

"Yes, well." Darth paused, took a few steps back, and glanced this elegant woman up and down. "If you mean that, then let us sleep together."

"Well." She smiled and blushed. "I am not adverse to the idea...but we hardly know one another. I suppose we could imagine a hotel room if we wanted to."

"I meant in ordinary life." Darth replied. "I am a Catholic, God is real to Catholics and does things in real life."

"Uhm." The woman lowered her eyes and smiled, then took her man's hand and walked with him, pressing into him, her other hand brushed back his hair from his forehead. "Sleep together in true life? You know, that is a touch amusing. The traditional Jewish mystery called Truth Marriages, had been destroyed in the Holocaust. There would not have been many of these - it is a heavy commitment to God. The husband and wife relationship between me and you is not a truth marriage. There is this myth that says that a genuine Truth Marriage would actually commit to a weekend of love in ordinary life. Of course, if we did that, I would kill you if you ever told your spouse in ordinary life, or felt guilty or ashamed, or demanded I confess this to my spouse in ordinary life...whose name by the way is Frank and he is a Rabbi."

Darth paused then took a step back, leaning a touch forward and explaining. "Look...I am rather busy...I have a mission of my own...I don't want to get involved in any mystical traditions..my time on Earth is short and I have a mission."

"That's all right." Helen smiled and took his hand and they began to walk again, she pressing close to him. "I will find you the team you need. Name the people you want, their skills or whatever. I have passes you see. I have been in Jewish Life in the Spirit since I was very young. Since then I have obtained many passes into different groups. Each pass is like an entry into a Way of Life. I can get you into a group that might have the person you need, but then you are on your own, meaning you need to persuade such a person that he or she would be better of in our group, in our new Way of Life. Me and you as husband and wife, its a traditional relationship in the spirit, can put together a group. This is legal."

"What do you mean legal? Who is supposed to stop us?" Darth asked.

"No, love." Helen was amused, leant and gave her man a kiss. "You are so naive! The Jewish Life in the Spirit is extensive and well organized. They have the equivalent of courts of law, police, and even an army. Without authority, no one can do anything when it comes to recruiting people from other groups."

"Really? All right, for starters, I want two Rabbis. Can we shift into such a group? Are they always online?" Darth asked.

Sensing he was serious, Helen nodded. "Well, no, they are not online in that sense. No one knows exactly what brings two or more people into the spirit, however, often when two people are forming a strong visual like you and me are, there are a great may others who are online at the subconscious level. All right, I will shift you and me into a Rabbi group. To do this, I have to have a pass. A "pass" is a thinking technique. Only an exact and precise sequence of mental patterns of images will form the necessary imagery that can connect to the Rabbis group. Watch."

The imagery faded. Darth fell asleep and had a most rested sleep. In the morning he did not recall any of this and set out to work by train and into the city. Two weeks would pass then come Friday night he was restless and could not fall asleep, then into his head the virtual reality of being with Helen in Chatswood came so vividly.

"Come on, I found a Rabbi willing to approve you as my husband. Part of the tradition." She took his hand and they began to run, then the imagery changed to the outside a house, then they were inside and in the office of a man sitting behind a desk. A white skull cap suggested to Darth this was a Rabbi. Helen sat neatly, elegantly even, in one chair and put a red handbag by the base of the chair. Darth sat in a chair on the opposite side of this room.

"What can I do for you?" Came the flow, much like hearing a man.

"How do you do this? How can we speak in this world of our imagination?" Darth leant forward and asked.

"Well." The Rabbi stood and walked from his desk, then paced about. "My sense is stronger than Helen's. I sense you are not a Jew. I can not sense that you are a Catholic as Helen mentioned you might be - but she still does not accept this. I sense you are something very different." The Rabbi imagined pulling up a chair and sitting next to Darth (as a man).

"What is her problem?" Darth pointed to Helen sitting like a lady with legs slightly to the side. "Why can't she believe that is what I am?"

"Well, most Jews in the spirit could not believe such a thing, because most only understand that natural Jews can do this, and no one else." The Rabbi explained. "It will take Helen time. She wants me to bless a marriage between you both. A Jewish tradition in the spirit. You see, there are many more women than men in the spirit. When a woman finds a man she can interact with in the spirit, she wants to marry him in the tradition. Not a Truth Marriage, just a traditional marriage in the spirit."

Darth glanced at Helen who smiled then became shy and turned her head away. Darth leant and whispered to the Rabbi. "She is a looker! I am rather plain. I am not even a Jew. She can't be that desperate."

The Rabbi smiled then asked Helen for a word outside. The two left and closed the door. Outside the Rabbi spoke softly to Helen. "Wow! I love him. I don't know why he is interacting with us, but he is so natural and so sincere. Something about him, or in him, almost...holy...not sure what that means."

"He can't be that holy, he wanted to have sex with me in ordinary life." Helen mused.

"Eh, you are an incredibly lovely woman, many men might desire that in their subconscious. In the spirit, the subconscious is not masked in the same way it is in true life."

"No, I did not mind the suggestion, I took it as a compliment." Helen smiled. "So he is a Catholic? What do Catholics know about the mystery of God?"

"That's not for me to work out, that is why you are his wife in the spirit. As it is written, those that God joins, let no Man separate. The way I read it, the will of God has brought you two together." The Rabbi replied and put his hand on Helen's elbow and the two walked back into the office. Helen sat down again, ever so lady-like, and the Rabbi sat next to Darth.

As the Rabbi sat down the imagery altered rapidly. The imagery that formed was more cartoon-like. A slope, on the top a man on a cross, Jesus presumably. The Rabbi a small figure in black. Darth much like a young boy and Helen in a cute bluish dress much like a girl.

"Ah, your Lord." The Rabbi pointed to the cross then walked in this cartoon image to Helen. "Yes, truth, he is a Catholic in true life. That is what happens when a Jew and Catholic go higher into the spirit, that image forms. I know this from experience. Now and then we do get a Catholic among us. We tend to teach them how to find Catholic Life in the Spirit. There is such a thing. Quite strong too. Maybe not as extensive as Jews in the spirit, but sound and of high quality."

"Oh please!" Helen turned and walked to her man, he in a cartoon image. "What do you mean you are a Catholic? You are in the spirit of God, part of the mystery of God. Do you seriously believe Jesus performed miracles? That he was born of a virgin? Come on!"

"I had pondered about much of this when I was reflecting on the myths and legends of my people, the psychics." Darth explained. "Was Jesus born of a virgin? The term virgin refers, as I worked it out, to a woman who is either a celibate or who has only ever had one sexual partner. Now, Jesus and Mary were a Truth Marriage you see. About this I had reasoned much - not sure how I worked it all out. In traditional Judaism, in their Holy Ways not the Noble Ways which we are using, this I worked out too since I met you, a woman who meets a man in the spirit, is first his mother, but later becomes his wife. At the point of crucifixion, that is when Mary became wife to Jesus, a true and proper consummated Truth Marriage. At least that is how I understand it. As for did Jesus perform miracles? How do I know? I was not there. That is what those who were claim and I don't see any reason why they would lie. Sure, sometimes, when a person's awareness lifts, a hypnotic type effect can take place resulting in a brief hallucination. So, maybe, the apostles did not actually witness miracles but they believed they had. Well, this is..this line of thinking is...well....like trying to work out which flea to take off first from a flea ridden dog!"

"Ah." Helen smiled the turned on the spot, much like a soldier might, and walked to the Rabbi and took him aside. "This husband of mine might be holy?  Certainlyintelligent, very much so. How does he know all that? Can any man work such things out without the help of God?"

"You are very intelligent too, just the right woman for him  - and I don't think anyone can work such things out without the spirit perhaps during sleep talking to a person." The Rabbi was scratching his head, he too puzzled by how well Darth had explained something that the Rabbi himself had been puzzled about. "His explanation is consistent with our theology in the spirit. A novel explanation, I have never come across such an explanation, but I can not find fault in it."

"Does that mean he is spot on?" Helen, the cute and clever girl image, pointed to Darth while asking the Rabbi.

"Uncertain." The Rabbi imagined walking with Helen in the spirit, in this virtual world. "Judaism in the spirit does not work like that. Truth is a mystery. We don't try to invalidate something that could be true. We use logic, our laws, our reason, to try to prove it, or disprove it, but this has to be done the lawful way else it is evil in our eyes, a blasphemy."

"Really?" Helen spun around and walked back to her man. "Hey, you are at liberty to spin any tall tale you like apparently...the Jews in the spirit are obliged to accept unless they can prove otherwise."

Sensing, for the first time, that our Holy Spirit had found two faithful and true servants of God, Darth used his telepathic power of mind, that deep deep focus only a natural telepath is capable of, to lift the awareness higher and higher and higher. The imagery began to alter rapidly until the three, as small cartoon figures, imagined standing in a white mist. This time Darth wore a black outfit, similar to the Darth Vader of Star Wars fame. He used a deep flow as he flowed the thought.

I AM THE LORD YOUR GOD
FROM MY HAND NONE ESCAPE
MY FATHER, NOT THE GOD OF THE HEBREWS OR JESUS
BUT THE GOD OF GODS
HAS GIVEN ME A MISSION
DESTROY THE NAZIS WAS HIS INSTRUCTION
I NEED AS MANY AS I CAN TO HELP ME UNDERSTAND WHATEVER DOES THAT MEAN
I NOW HAVE FOUND YOU TWO
BOTH OF YOU NOW HAVE SUFFICIENT FAITH TO INTERACT WITH ME AT THIS HIGH LEVEL

Helen and the Rabbi were worried. Never before had their awareness been lifted this high. They could feel a presence, a divine presence, in their physical bodies while their mind were soaring like eagles forming ever more complex mental imagery.

"Can you stop this please because I am going to wet myself." Was the first faint reply he heard from Helen and as he lowered his hold the imagery by the cross of Jesus returned.

"How did you do that!" Helen, the cute girl image, banged his chest with her fist, "you frightened the life out of me! All right, you could well be....eh...that's stupid." She began to laugh then restrained herself. "All right, let me entertain you...you could well be the Holy Spirit...but when on Earth, you do as I tell you cause I am your wife in the spirit. You don't lift awareness like that, that can drive people insane! Above the level of the will as women know this, the man is in the image of God in our myths, but at the will level, the women are in charge. You don't go past the will level without my permission, else its a divorce! Get it?"

Before Darth had a chance to reply, the imagery changed. Now the setting was a balcony of a fine house with super views over the ocean. He and Helen, the images now closer to ordinary life, were sitting at a white table. A white piece of paper on the table read "NO DIVORCE."

"Our marriage contract." Helen pointed to the paper.

"No, no it is not." Darth pondered on this and quickly worked it out. "More like blackmail. Any Jew who finds his way in the spirit, sooner or later is in this kind of setting. You represent not a single woman, but the sacred Jewish mystery of their Ways of Life. This in fact is a threat. You want all Jewish Life in the Spirit never to divorce from me? Please, for a start I am a Catholic. Does that mean we are converting Jews to Catholics? I am also a psychic, quite a powerful one in my way. My people have no equal across the telepathic plane. Until you know what we are, the last thing you want is this absolute commitment to "no divorce" you see."

Using her will, Helen changed the setting to the Chatswood shopping complex. Images close to ordinary life. Helen was walking with her man, thinking. "You could be right you know. I have never thought of it in that way. Never mind, we don't need to make a commitment using that setting. Basically." She put her hand around Darth's upper arm. "What I meant was that, and I thought this was a tradition all accepted, but maybe it is a trick, not sure, what I meant was that I will never give you reason to divorce me, and I expect you to do likewise."

"I am still not very clear on what this husband and wife bit means." Darth explained as they found a cafe in this virtual reality reconstruction and sat down. "What does it mean? You already have a husband in ordinary life, and I have a wife."

"No, love." Helen wondered how to explain. "In the spirit, every man and woman, who is single, is eligible to be married under the Jewish tradition. We have a dual way of life. My...spouse...don't you dare call Frank my husband when in the spirit with me, because you are my husband now, Frank is my spouse...he belongs to my body in ordinary life, not to my spiritual body which is what I and you imagine we have in the spirit. This is a life-long journey you see. We grow in the mystery of God."

Darth stood, walked around the chair on which Helen sat, studied her figure especially her slim perfect sensual legs, then sat down. "In which case I feel cheated. What man is going to call a woman as sensual as you, as wife, without having...slept with her to put it bluntly."

"Honestly!" Helen moved her chair closer to her man and gave him a kiss. "We can make love in these settings! Gees, there is a tradition you know. We need to purchase a house, buy furniture, plan a family."

"Eh?

"Well, it is how Jews in the spirit do this. When two marry, they imagine the house they would purchase to live in. They walk together and work out what furniture they would buy, including the bed."

As she said these last words, Darth imagined being with her in a large shop which sold beds.

"What about this one?" Helen pointed to a bed.

"Can we stop this?" Darth looked about. "This is not a game to me."

"Neither is it to me, sweetheart, so let's agree on the bed we would purchase and place in our bedroom." Helen ignored the man and continued walking studying different double and larger beds.

"Now I can understand what Saint Paul meant by a thorn in his side!" Darth caught up with Helen, she glanced at him as he said those words. "Here I am, trying to do the right thing by God, and you are worrying about what kind of bed should we imagine in our imaginary house in our imagination. Honestly! And Jews think Catholics are messed up!"

"This one?" Helen ignored her man, giving her man a harsh look, and pointed to a double bed.

"Fine, as good as any!" Darth threw his arms in the air and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Helen sat next to him and pressed into him, leant against him, used soft words. "There is a season for everything, as Solomon said. The Lords of Israel are the doers of the word. The women are mothers and wives and tend to children. How would you feel if your young child had no mother to nurse her?"

"What are you talking about? What exactly is a child in the spirit?" Darth asked.

"Shit! You are dumb sometimes!" Helen turned aside then pointed to a young man and woman walking into the shop. "They are! Both are Jews, both are now coming online. Their thoughts could be messed up. This is not an easy Way of Life to get used to. We, as parents, may need to tend to them until they are mature, meaning they can interact and cope on their own in the spirit. In our heads, we need to imagine them as children. Our children. Let's call them Adam and Eve."

In the imagery, the two adults were looking at Helen and Darth and now came closer - as they did their mental image became more and more like a child until when they were before Helen and Darth, they seemed no more than seven.

The girl especially stood neatly with hands clasped behind. "Mum? Dad?" She glanced at Helen and Darth. Her flow not an adult flow, but much like of a female of that age.

"For goodness sake!" Darth stood and paced about throwing his arms in the air. "I don't have time for this fantasy! I have a mission, a calling, perhaps a war to arrange and wage. My people are strong. What I need to fathom is what did my Father, I refer to the God of Gods, mean by "get rid of the NAZIS!" What is a NAZI? They had all died long ago."

Helen did not say anything but now another image superimposed itself on this imagery, and in this new vision Adam but as a man (an adult) was walking with Darth as a man and passing him a thought, "could it refer to the state of mind? The Gestapo, the executioners in the death camps during the Holocaust, were without exception German police. Is the state of mind of a police office exactly the same as of the German police of the time?"

This second image faded. Darth sat down again on the imaginary bed, pondering. "Hmm." He turned to Helen. "That is the first intelligent thought I have heard for a long time. Hmm. I suppose the term NAZI could refer not to the people of the time, but to a certain...certain...thought pattern...certain...base instinct...why does a person become a police officer? Community service? Maybe some say this is the reason but is it in truth? I don't know that is the reason.  Hmm."

Helen smiled, gave her man a kiss, stood and told the children, "you two, off you go, find yourself a single bed each which you will have in your new room in our new house."

The children rushed off to another area of the shop where single beds were sold. Helen continued walking, studying the double and queen size beds. "Maybe this one?" She would say from time to time and walk on, Darth following.

"All right, let's purchase this one." Helen pointed to a bed, a large bed, with the sheets and quilt on it already.

"Sure?" Darth shrugged, not particularly fussed about which bed to purchase in this way. Surely one imaginary bed was as good as another?

"Good." Helen smiled and called their children to them, asking them if they decided on a bed and sheets and blankets. The two glanced at one another and nodded.

The imagery changed quickly. Not quite cartoon, not quite true life. Made of small specks. They were, the four of them, outside a two storey house on much land. Helen glanced about. "This one dear? Rather like it? Should we purchase this one?

Darth looked about then shook his head. "Woman? What are you blabbing about? What do you mean purchase? This is our imagination. Purchase from whom? How do we pay for such a purchase?"

"Sweetheart, be patient, I will explain." Helen walked over to her man, with the two children holding hands, following. "This house is in fact a true house in true life. Two Jews also capable of being in the spirit live there. If you and I are to use this house as our own, we need to purchase it from them. In other words, we need their approval, their blessing."

"What do we use for money mum?" Adam, the child-image, asked using a child-like flow.

Helen squatted and caressed Adam's hair. "No...not money as such...credits...when Jews interact in their Way of Life...the holier an interaction is, the more credits they earn. We have a bank group that keeps track. I have been in Life in the Spirit since I was twelve...in ordinary life I am also a wi...eh..scratch that...spouse to a Rabbi...so I personally have enough credits to purchase this house."

"So credits are related to how holy a man or woman is?" Darth was entertained by this. "In that case, if the myths and legends of my people are correct, should I not have infinite credit?"

"Dear, the children are listening, don't say things like that." Helen shook her head at her husband and took the children aside, explaining to them quietly. "Your father is a Catholic in ordinary life. This can happen, a Jew can be mated in the spirit with someone who is not a Jew, so our Rabbi told me, but it is extremely rare. Catholics have this..concept...of God as a trinity consisting of the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. I don't know how exactly, but in the spirit it seems every Catholic man thinks he is the Holy Spirit...in time, I will sort your father out...for now...please ignore him when he does that."

The two children understood and nodded.

The interaction faded from the mind. For the next two weeks Darth had all but forgotten about this interaction. Come a Saturday night after that, once more into his head the image outside that house on much land, and he with Helen and Adam and Eve as Helen named the two "children".

"All right, I bought the house." Helen was pleased and gave her man a hug. "Let's go inside, find our rooms, and get settled."

"This is nuts!" Darth was protesting as Helen holding his hand imagined leading him into the house with the two children at their heels. "Why do Jews play these games in the head? What is the point of this?"

"Shush." Helen reprimanded Darth as they walked up a few steps. The door opened. A older woman opened the door and smiled at the four.

"This is Irene. She is our body." Helen explained to Darth as they squashed past the woman into the house.

"What does that mean? She is our body?" Darth asked, he now inside the main lounge area of the house. It was nice and quite "vivid" in the mind. So vivid in fact that if he ever, in ordinary life, came across this house, he would recognize it and know how it looked inside.

"Well." Helen took Darth hand and sat with him on the lounge, then told the children. "You two go upstairs and find your rooms."

The two children, hand in hand, walked upstairs. Helen moved closer to her man, studied him, then took his hand and placed it on the exposed part of her thigh. When she had sat down, the skirt had moved up, and ever so much of that sensual leg was exposed.

"Wow!" Darth quickly moved his hand of her thigh. A sensation, not much different to touching the bare leg of a woman, had rushed through him as she put his hand on her thigh.

"What?" Helen puzzled and forced his hand to rest on her thigh. "You are my husband? What's the problem?"

"That causes a reaction." Darth confided quietly.

"I guess it is meant to." Helen puzzled while studying his face. "Now, Irene is our body. What does that mean? It means when in the spirit, in this house, I blend with Irene's body, and you with the body of her spouse in ordinary life."

"That sounds creepy!" Darth said, however, he was actually more busy moving his hand, in this imagery setting, further up Helen's slim and attractive leg, curious as to why this was causing a sensation much like touching a real leg.

"No." Helen said softly, then moved his hand back, and pressed her lips to his, kissing him softly. "Hey." She said when she moved her head back. "That works for a woman too....stop that...unless you want to get carried away on the lounge...how would we explain that to the children if they come down the steps?"

Darth moved his hand off her leg. As puzzling as this was, the sensation was far too "real" to be able to cope with it for too long. "All right, so, for some incredibly stupid reason, I, my thoughts, blend and entwine with Irene's spouse when we use this house. Mind telling me why?"

"Because." Helen tossed off her high heel red shoes and tossed those super legs on the lounge to the side and behind her, and pressed her head into her man. "Our...our...Life in the Spirit...is in heaven, that is how we understand this mystery...on Earth, the will of Man and Woman is boss...so...Irene and her spouse are a balance...thoughts in the spirit can spiral ever upward, all sorts of ideas about God and creation can creep into these thoughts....Irene and her spouse act as a balance...while you and I are in the spirit, they are not, they retain their normal typical thought patterns."

"This sort of science is creepy you know...and it is science, neuroscience in fact, what you just explained." Darth replied.

"Whatever!" Helen stood, put on her shoes, took his hand and walked upstairs. They found the master bedroom. They opened the door and inside the very bed they had seen in that imaginary shop.

Darth imagined walking to it and sitting down. Helen sat next to him, and with her hand removing and tossing her shoes aside. She leant against him. "In the bedroom, dear, you can put your hand on my thigh...anywhere...my breasts...buttocks...whatever...but the sensation becomes very real....before we do this, can we just understand one another? I accept you as my husband in the spirit. You must accept me before we can make love. It is a marriage for life, so Jews in the know believe, and perhaps for more than one life time. The fact that you are not a Jew, are Christ's, is a pain in the neck to me but a Jewish woman in the spirit is bound, as she believes, by the will of God, by the spirit, and does not question such a thing."

"That kind of works both ways you know." Darth put his arm around her, she pressed closer. "For a Catholic to be married to a Jew in this way, makes one wonder if I am not marrying Judas?"

"Judas is a mystery. It does not refer to any particular man you know." Helen said softly, her hand slid inside Darth's shirt and she was massaging his chest.

"Doesn't matter...I feel special...because you are a Jew." Darth replied, he looking about this imaginary setting that was becoming more and more true to life.

"Why?" Helen looked into his eyes.

"Jesus was a Jew. So was Mary. All the apostles were. Seems special to me when a Christian is married in the spirit to a Jew." Darth replied.

"That's sweet." Helen smiled, gave him a kiss, then pushed him onto the bed, he now on his back, she laying sideways against him.

Then both sprang up because the two children had come barging in quite excited by their rooms. "Mum!" Eve said. "Our beds, the ones we chose, are already in the bedrooms we chose."

"That's good but." Helen sat up and moved her skirt down because it had rolled up exposing much more than she would allow in the presence of anyone but her husband. "You both must learn to knock on the door. You can't barge into this bedroom because yo may get a shock, you never know what your father and I might be doing...we might be...naked even...changing...and you know it is written never to expose the nakedness of your parents."

Eve nodded, then, amused, put her hand to her mouth to stop herself being too amused. Adam glanced at his sister. She glanced at him, took his hand, and they rushed off outside.

For much of the night they made love. A new kind of ecstasy impossible to compare to physical love making. The whole atmosphere seem to alter in accordance with their mood and rhythm, giving this experience a sensuality and ecstasy impossible to imagine in ordinary life. In the morning, for so it seemed in this setting, they lay together, naked, under the sheets. Darth felt different - and in order not to loose her, he even decided he was going to put up with these traditional Jewish make believe with these houses, children, whatever else they had come up with.

"How do you feel?" Helen was laying pressing into him. "Do you still feel cheated?"

"No." Darth had his arm around her. "I feel like...like....well..."

"Like me? We lost our virginity in the spirit....a sensation, an experience, nothing compares too....we feel married...I do anyway."

They lay there, both with their eyes looking at specks swirling in the air, like dust in strong sunlight.